Tekster:
Little Brother Beautiful Morning

go for you the same applies to Pat [Hook] Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin' It looks like a beautiful morning [Phonte

go for you the same applies to Pat [Hook] Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin' It looks like a beautiful morning [Phonte

already wanna see some of my niggas locked up in jail home Instead of hollerin at em on a cell phone R.I.P. cuz my little brother Rell gone Got to show

not withhold, see So she let them fly and scold me I told I'd seen out on the highest limb She said the night was stormin' And you'd be dead by mornin' Little

up this mornin' Ev'rything you had was gone (Woke up this mornin') When ya woke up this mornin' Woke up this mornin' Ya, woke up this mornin' Woke up

watching a lotta the station But y'all touring us right now and it feels so beautiful Performing at black face tonight, it's my nigga, Joe Scudda He'll come on up a little

everything that's good and beautiful (ah) He wants to break our hearts and minds (ah) Destroy our dreams and plans (ah) He wants to tear us up in little

the sunrise, and I think how beautiful it is, and how my life lies before me, and I get a very positive feeling about things. Like this morning for instance

the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise. Folly is the cloke of knavery. Shame is pride's cloke. Prisons are built with stones of law, brothers